Night Tide (1961)

Although Curtis Harrington's B-movie debut got slightly dusted with time and is rarely being revisited by movie geeks nowadays, it's off-beat, dreamy atmosphere and occult undercurrent combined with avant-garde cinematography, make it a perfect film challenge for those digging in vintage obscurities and forgotten gems. Made on a shoestring budget and filmed on a location in Venice Beach, California in glorious black & white, "Night Tide" was released in 1961 by American International Pictures and instantly flopped. From perspective of today it doesn't seem strange, because it wasn't much of a cheesy, drive-in flick, providing whole lot of cheap thrills by default like 15 ft women, teenage werewolves, giant crabs or octopusses from outer space – typical exploitation themes for late 50's early 60's AIP repertoire.

By filming a soft mystery, we couldn't grasp till the end and that never would be fully explained, Harrington sparked off instead an occult thriller, which harnessed esoteric tools like Tarot, Greek mythogy and Hitchcockian suspense via experimental cinema tools which he mastered well working with Peter Hamid, Maya Deren and Kenneth Anger on their legendary shorts and then making his own experimental works. In fact, Curtis Harrington was one of Anger's closest friends taking part in "Inauguration Of The Pleasure Dome" (1954) together with other occultists belonging to Agape Lodge of O.T.O. - para-masonic order dedicated to practising Thelemic group rituals of Aleister Crowley. It's when shooting the movie with Anger, he got to meet Marjorie Cameron – John W. Parson's wife – whom he later invited to act as a witch from the sea in "Night Tide".

The whole plot of the film, which draws American sailor on a leave in a seaside town (Dennis Hopper) meeting a beautiful girl working in the circus (Linda Lawson), who he finds out soon is a dangerous femme fatale with an account of two lost boyfriends, both killed in an unusual accident, being herself deeply convinced to be a siren, plays out fundamentally in The Dream Time – a space and time continuum, where imagination is as real as flesh and bone. Harrington's cinematographic experiment with possibilities of setting the action in a sacred space is generally outlined by drifting characters of this bizarre game – sailor, circus people (with retired English captain as a siren show master), witch from the sea and finally the siren herself (girl who doesn't know neither where she came from nor where she's going to). These faint silhouettes – despite their soap bubble quality – pull the viewer deeply into the neverland, where he's supposed to confront the subconscious eye in the eye... exactly what Kenneth Anger and Maya Deren proclaimed in their own works.



Except occult musings, this fascinating film could be seen as a sort of late beat generation offshoot definitely owing a lot to beat experiments with form. It's countercultural derivation becomes strikingly evident in the first scene, when main character randomly meets his soon to be object of desire in a jazz cafe starting out a casual conversation, while bebop jazz is played live in the background. The whole frame of two people just kind of hanging out and falling in love could be actually seen as very beat – it just happened "on the road". Although "Night Tide" has a very tight narration, based on a sound screenplay, Harrington favours rather picturing atmosphere, using minimal dialogues, which serve mostly as the only anchors of a firm reality – barely an offset of The Dream Time. That's where he comes in fact near to Maya Deren's ritual masterpieces like "Meshes Of The Afternoon" or "Ritual In Transfigured Time", which hold onto life of the subconscious in an intriguing manner, with an exception that the latter ones drop linear structure totally.

After all, "Night Tide" is a very unusual picture staying off the rails by going B-movie strictly down the experimental line. Worth noticing is Dennis Hopper's acting as well, rarely brought up in any summary of his – however you wanna look at it – long film career. He's still pretty far from this outrageous, jibbery, drug-fueled style of late 60's, that went on the record around The Glory Stompers" (1968). Here he goes completely with the mood – a rebel soul swinger, who can make his tone of voice significant or suggest something barely with face mimics. It's hard to disagree, that in "Night Tide" Hopper was still one leg in the 50's, getting effortlessly theatrical as if still playing "Macbeth" in Old Globe Theatre, San Diego. His later, condensed fury is totally absent here. Clean face, straight walk, subtle speaking and last but not least almost adolescent emotions. I really enjoyed watching him here and if you feel like checking him in this Harrington's obscure flick, definitely go for it!

Hell Ride (2008)

It doesn't really surprise anyone that Quentin Tarantino has been casting his shadow on every exploitation revival flick released lately – the guy basically loves the same stuff we do and wants to see it back! Credited as an executive producer of "Hell Ride" – a modern take on an old school biker movie (who ever imagined a comeback of this gritty style?) - we heard he's factually done much more than that. Clearly, it made a good word of mouth and brought a lot of new people to the territory, which they wouldn't normally dare to come anywhere near. Boom and off we go everybody as these old exploitation formulas get their look refreshed and we're here to judge the effect. Only one red flag is up – a market niche fitting this style didn't really break the ground yet, hence things need to be stirred up a little bit. Most likely their way to these pictures will find eventually all crazy maniacs hangin' tough over obscure 60's/70's exploitation oddities, may they only get over all "new sloppines" involved.

To cut it short though, "Hell Ride" is not a good movie by any standards. Plot is thin, acting diluted and occasional nudity or often occuring violence do not make up for it's basic shortcomings. It really makes me wonder how good "The Glory Stompers" (1968) were. Does it hold any aces then??? Yes, a couple I'd say. It's strongest side is the cast including Michael Madsen (unforgettable performance in "Reservoir Dogs"), Dennis Hopper (acting out a great self-homage), Vinnie Jones (a cockney thug in "Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels") and even David Carradine, who gets an episodic role. A gig is led though by Larry Bishop – an original member of the cast of obscure 60's biker flick, "Savage Seven" (1968) – who directs the movie as well. All these great actors are shown as furious, pissing-in-your-face bikers of two rivaling clubs – The Victors and The 666ers. This great potential of powerful creations is yet wasted by both directing and the script. What a shame, man (man, man)! Another heart-pumping move ahead is still a great soundtrack by Davie Allan & The Arrows, who didn't record new tracks – the classic ones are used and they still make a fantastic job. Biker sound rules, don't forget about it!



However, I didn't like many fuckin' things about this flick. The exposition of characters and both MCs through often used nowadays still shots with name tagging is just gross. Sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn't, but for my money it failed here. Another thing is nonsense dragging through meaningless episodes, which are neither catchy nor funny although they are blood-sheding and sometimes filled with nude babes. Some of these scenes can be enjoyed, but too little for my taste. The last but not least, I just couldn't eat these bikers mixed up with a bunch of high rollers as an underlying concept. Other elements of the plot are equally lame, we get Pistolero's (Larry Bishop) peyote trip, which basically means, that we have to stare even more at the unnecessary footage. Some characters are killed over dumbest lines you can imagine and after all, we are tormented with constant flashbacks from the past which take down the intrigue instead of developing it... not saying the story of a vengeance for murder we're fed here, is itself a real low point.

The best moment of the movie is when Eddie Zero (Dennis Hopper) comes into the game – few psychotic lines and suddenly everything looks bright. One of my favourite surf tracks ever – "The Rebel (Without A Cause)" from classic "Apache '65" album – starts when he eventually jumps on the bike lifting this scene a lot! The same applies to Vinnie Jones acting out a scene in a pigpen biker house (or whatever that is). To be honest I didn't much like the chopper riding scenes either, they come as pathetic if we put them next to the genre's most spectacular road shots (think "The Hell's Angels 69"). Who should see this movie then? Only the head losing for a flash of a chopper, genre completists, who will never have enough. They've seen so much baaad shit already, that this one is not gonna kick them in the balls. On second thought, maybe Dennis Hopper's fans as well, who want to see a legend of the counterculture starring in one of his last movies, riding the bike... and even asking for a joint. Otherwise, stay cool and away!

Queen Of Blood (1966)

I watch all flicks produced by American International Pictures religiously, cause I always hope to find another, obscure gem. Obviously, you have to be nuts to watch all of them – without even saying that some are practically untraceable – as in this low budget fantasy land there’s been done so much trash as you can imagine. However, with a cult figure of Curtis Harrington ("Night Tide") as a director and pope of exploitation - Roger Corman as an executive producer, you start to wander unwittingly about "Queen Of Blood"... what is it gonna be? When you're through, it occurs that this piece of cheap film baking is not that great as we expect, but will definitely find it’s fans. "Queen of Blood" is not a picture I particularly liked, but it’s sci-fi thriller inclinations will be appealing enough for other obscurity diggers.

As we know, Roger Corman was a great asset player as far as the set production was concerned. He used to buy the rights to science fiction films from Eastern Europe and then just cut’n’pasted all useful effects in the editing room in order to make his own productions less expensive and fast as in bullet factory... and he was really fast! Given this for granted you will know how he managed to pull off such a great cinematography in "Queen Of Blood" – when you see those paper rockets and grotesque outer space background, just think how many of his disciples were given the same stuff to incorporate into their movies. Well, it’s not an important thing anyway as we watch these blobs mainly for pure fun.



Still, we face a story here! It’s 1990 and the scientists of "International Institute Of Space Technology" just received a S.O.S. signal from an alleged alien ship, hence they promptly send their elite astronauts for help. Among this cream there are two brave characters played by Dennis Hopper and John Saxon – second one is much more confindent in his role as Hopper seems kind of lame. At firts they localize only one dead body on Mars, but a following mission spots a green-skinned, alien female on Phobos (make-up comes off a bit when camera zooms).

They ty to hydrate and feed poor thing to help her meet the standards of cultural conversation (everything for the science!), but she chooses to hypnotize them with spectacular x-ray eyes and suck their blood instead – in couple of days two astronauts wind up dead. They tie the vampire up, but her magic powers are better than this and she finally breaks free to fulfill her destiny by spreading a bunch of jelly eggs all over the ship… which - as we discover in the end - are the only hope for scientists to find out something more about the alien race as the space vampire herself bleeds to death from a nail scratch wound...

A screenplay is bullshit and acting very unconvincing, but it doesn’t blow the project totally, cause at least gothic horror mood is great. Unfortunately music works against the suspense and somehow the climax is nonexistent… after all you cannot shake off the feeling that you’re watching a blatant ripoff of Bava’s "The Planet Of The Vampires" (which is much better by the way). What can I say, folks? Watch it, if you really have to. Otherwise, leave it alone!

The Trip (1967)

If you never heard about "The Trip", but psychedelic drugs are something you understand and you’ve been into, it’s definitely a movie for you – checking it out it will be like getting a proper flashback (lucky you). If you occupy the other side of the barricade thinking that drugs are bad, that you have to be a degenerate to mess with them, that people taking LSD get loco and hear voices, which make them jump from the nearest roof, don’t watch it, it’s not gonna be funny for you. After all to fully appreciate this cult movie, you need to get heavily loaded. How else are you gonna watch a movie about LSD trip, which is supposed to be real fun? Stone cold sober? Forget it!

Basically, this movie carries a real legend, which breaks down like that. One day Jack Nicholson approached Roger Corman suggesting him shooting a picture dealing exclusively with LSD experience, for which he even managed to cut a screenplay. Corman accepted it objecting only against it’s length, thus quickly rewrote it to make the film easier to produce. As he didn’t know anything about acid at this point, he promptly dropped a sugar cube in Big Sur to check it out – it’s hard to imagine that he didn’t do it before, isn’t it. It gave him a brilliant insight as "The Trip" is one of his best movies ever and could be definitely classified as drugsploitation or hippiesploitation classic.

Not everyone thought it was that awesome in the beginning though! Original cut (85 min.) has never seen the world due to AIP mongers, who messed with Corman's version cutting out the beautiful, transgressive ending! However, even this safe cut was never classified by the MPAA, which means that distribution has become impossible and the print itself was shelved. Then UK film office has followed banning a movie till 2002, which as we might expect totally cut it’s wings in Europe. But what was irreparably wrong in this picture? No violence, no even rough sex… just the fact that a character drops some acid and starts rediscovering the world around him. However, it was seen as drug culture manifesto back then – a hedonistic statement, which potentially might have corrupted the youth. As a matter of fact, due to AIP helping hand it contains one of the funniest disclaimers in film history, but even that didn’t convince the censorship unfortunately. Almost 40 years later it’s been finally released on DVD and got to live a second life.



I personally love this flick, it’s a beautiful work with a whole bunch of surreal scenes, in which main character - Paul Grove sees everything around being totally zonked out of his mind – it almost induces the acid experience itself. Worth mentioning is that the character does not do it recreationally, but as a way of feeling out where to go next (it was a part of the sales pitch back then). He faces a divorce with his wife (Susan Strasberg) and he’s not satisfied with his professional life either while all around his friends freak out and discover their inner child. A movie itself is a showcase of hallucinogenic effects! We get lens flare (the same used later in "Easy Rider" by Dennis Hopper), fantasy sequences, whirling lights and whatnot. Jerky shots of Sunset Strip were directed by Hopper (he plays Max character in the movie) and Fonda definitely knows what he’s doing as an actor. It’s a real sweetness that came our way from Corman!

As a bonus for watching "The Trip" comes fantastic, obscure soundtrack by The Electric Flag (originally released on Sidewalk Records), who recorded it as their first album in ten days session. It can be considered a masterpiece of San Francisco sound! 18 tracks cut were swinging around psychedelic rock, blues, various moods of free jazz and soul. It’s here, where Mike Bloomfield unveiled himself as a genius composer, arranger and one of the up-and-coming guitar talents in USA. The music leads a viewer through all Peter’s acid trip, from the first kick-in through blows of euphoria, paranoia, searching to be saved from bad trip and "circus court" to final wear-off. To imitate peculiar vibe of the acid trip, band used whole set of weird effects including lines played by Paul Beaver on one of the first Moog synthesizers, which were quickly to possess an American psychedelic sound.

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The Glory Stompers (1968)

1966 was a great year for American International Pictures, producers and managers brainstormed, used their focus groups and eventually gave birth to a real creep – biker movie! A first in the genre was "The Wild Angels" directed by Roger Corman – a straight up nightmare, but more than a success in the box office. Produced as always for a dime, it brought AIP piles of $ and as their popularity was going through the roof, Corman was riding a high tide as well. Happy time for exploitation pictures indeed!

Soon whole wave of clones, copies and lame ripoffs followed, produced by all other independent film companies in California. Everybody wanted to cash on a new, wildly successful genre when it was still hot. As with every gold fever, the ones who do not dig right hit the bottom line. Although among all these biker flicks we may definitely spot some real pearls of rush film making, most of them were cheap, trashy, nonsense, horrible pictures, which looked more like stoned fantasies of a half-brained smalltime produced and his buddies – totally unwatchable stuff, which today circulates on bootlegs and could be effectively used for brainwashing these poor chaps in Guantanamo. Yes, I like some of them, but they’re not for everybody.

Fortunately, "The Glory Stompers" was one of best in the genre – a stud in the sea of moonshine (whatever), which is still enjoyable to watch today. It’s downside is corny screenplay and lurid set production, but the upside is great creation of Dennis Hopper and fantastic soundtrack by Davie Allan & The Arrows (who even get cameo in the middle of the movie). Hopper plays Chino – a leader of small, but brutal Black Souls MC. The bikers – as we might expect – just cruise around smoking dope and drinking beers trying to score. A real fun starts when they spot a pretty blonde, who unfortunately is made up by Cowboy, a member of The Glory Stompers MC. Chino is not a character, who asks for permission to take what he desires, so his guys follow Cowboy and take the broad away leaving him knocked off in the bushes by the lake to rot.

As Cowboy is far from being dead, he wakes up three hours later and goes after the brutes trying to cut the distance. That’s basically the storyline and so we are led by director through some hot Harley riding scenes, camping scenes, love-in in the wilderness filled with booze, weed and acid and eventually we get to the point, in which Chino decides to sell the faithful and irreconcible girl to Mexican pimps for 2 grand, who will hook her up on H. Lust and backstabbing are to come in the way of this plan finally leading to the end of the movie spiked up with madness, vengeance and violence. Totally sweet stuff for biker movies’ maniacs!



This is certainly a good genre flick, but not destined for unexperienced users, so if you’re not strongly attached to 60’s exploitation or unless you want to check out Dennis Hopper’s creation, you can leave it and stick to "The Wild Angels" only. For the bad guys, there’s a plenty of fun here. Steel hogs, pretty girls, iron crosses, bikers on a bad trip and of course heavily improvised Hopper’s lines. It’s definitely fascinating to see this guy with a joint in his mouth jabbering something like: "What did I tell you, man?" I fell in love with his jibbery, wild acting since I discovered "Easy Rider" when I was 16, so watching him in a movie preceding his swan song is something very peculiar for me. Of course, it’s not a masterpiece, but in it’s class it’s a solid bet.

Dennis Hopper i jego romans z biker movie

Jak pisałem wcześniej na tym blogu, około roku 1966 wytwórnia American International Pictures postanowiła uderzyć w kolejną działkę kinowej eksploatacji i tym razem wybrała kluby motocyklowe. Pierwszym wielkim sukcesem kasowym okazał się film "The Wild Angels" z Peterem Fondą, który pomimo koszmarnej fabuły, plastikowych charakterów i absurdalnego aktorstwa dotarł do młodzieżowego targetu i utorował drogę następnym obrazom, z których "The Glory Stompers" (1968) wydaje się jednym z najlepszych.

Jak pisze w Storming Heaven (fantastycznej książce na temat LSD) Jay Stevens: Jeśli Hollywood grał dużą rolę w popularyzacji rocka, był także na tyle zmyślny, by zdać sobie sprawę, że młodzieńczy bunt może być bardzo lukratywny w kinie. Począwszy od 1953 studia filmowe wyprodukowały tuziny wariacji na temat dewiantów społecznych, którym nie pasowało dostosowywanie się do kanonów życia. Wśród nich wybijają się takie klasyki, jak The Wild One z Marlonem Brando i Buntownik Bez Powodu z Jamesem Deanem. W obydwóch filmach główni bohaterowie dostrojeni byli raczej do wewnętrznych imperatywów niż do społecznie akceptowanych kodów zachowania (…)

Wielką zasługą AIP (jeśli można tak to ująć) było maksymalne wyeksploatowanie tego wzorca i zrozumienie siły pokazywania społecznych dewiantów, autsajderów i buntowników na ekranie. Dzięki masowej produkcji, która wymagała szybkiej pracy, swój talent mieli podczas kręcenia wielu "biker movies" odsłonić Laszlo Covacs, Jack Nicholson i Dennis Hopper , którzy po zagraniu w kilku filmach Cormana i innych reżyserów, związanych z AIP, dali początek amerykańskiemu kinu niezależnemu swoim wielkim debiutem Easy Rider – nazywanego nawet początkiem renesansu kina autorskiego. Ten wielki klasyk poza fantastycznym pomysłem wykorzystywał wszystkie środki artystyczne, eksploatowane przez Rogera Cormana i spółkę, łącznie z kręceniem scen w plenerze.



"The Glory Stompers" był jednym z dwóch filmów motocyklowych, które bezpośrednio poprzedziły wysiłek reżyserski duetu Fonda i Hopper w nakręceniu Easy Ridera. Hopper gra w nim Chino, brutalnego lidera małego klubu motycklowego Black Souls, który porywa seksowną blondynkę - dziewczynę Cowboya, członka klubu Glory Stompers, po wcześniejszym skasowaniu klienta i ukryciu go w krzakach nad jeziorem. Pomimo że wyglądający na martwego, Cowboy jednak wkrótce budzi się ze "snu" i zaczyna pościg za swoją laską. Black Souls próbują po kolei dobrać się do cipki ślicznej kobiety, ale ta nie odwzajemnia ich zalotów i decyzją Chino, który rości sobie do niej prawa jako pierwszy, zostaje związana. Jego próby dobrania się do pięknej blondynki zostają także przyjęte z niechęcią przez jego własną dziewczynę, demoniczną brunetkę-nożowniczkę, która jednak poproszona zostaje o zamknięcie mordy.

Gdy blondynka po dwóch dniach dalej nie daje się spacyfikować i oddać Chino, ten postanawia sprzedać ją Meksykanom za dwa tysiące dolarów, którzy mają uzależnić ją od heroiny i zmusić do prostytucji. Tymczasem ścigający Black Souls na swoim chopperze nieszczęśliwy Cowboy spotyka dawnego członka swojego klubu, który naprowadza go na ich ślad i nawet do niego dołącza. W międzyczasiem rozkręca się niedaleko w lesie nad jeziorem prawdziwy, spontaniczny love-in, w którym uczestniczą członkowie wszystkich możliwych klubów, hipisi, artyści i piękne kobiety (bardzo typowy element scenariusza AIP), a małą scenkę koncertową odgrywają także Davie Allan & The Arrows – oficjalni kompozytorzy i wykonawcy ścieżki dźwiękowej do filmu. Chino postanawia zaimprezować z kolegami i zostawia laskę tylko ze zwoim bratem. Impreza kręcie się wyśmienicie, gdyż wszyscy padają na mordy od piwa, kwasu i jointów, ale Black Souls w końcu wywołują dym, co kończy ten fantastyczny kwadrans.



W finale jedn z członków Black Souls – Magoo, ucieka z blondyną, do której już dwukrotnie chciał się dobrać, a ścigający go brat Chino zostaje przez niego żywcem rozjechany Harleyem. Zanim udaje mu się uciec dopada go jednak sam Chino i zabija z histerycznym okrzykiem ze swojego colta. Nadjeżdżają Glory Stompers i dochodzi do ostatecznej walki o blondynę, podczas której Chino ginie od feralnego noża, rzuconego przez jego własną dziewczynę. The End. "The Glory Stompers" pozostaje klasycznym gniotem klasy B, który jednak warto obejrzeć ze względu na kreację Hoppera i zabawne teksty w stylu: "What did I tell you, man?"

Odnajdź nową krainę, Dennis.

Jak wszyscy wiemy, w sobote 29 maja z tego świata odszedł Dennis Hopper, który walczył już od dłuższego czasu z rakiem prostaty. Jeden z najbardziej wyrazistych aktorów amerykańskich nie ukrywał tego, że zawsze bardzo lubił sobie przyjarać, czego najbardziej wyrazistym manifestem stał się kultowy "Easy Rider" (dokument o filmie zamieściłem wcześniej na tym blogu).

Także przed śmiercią Hopper korzystał z legalnej możliwości zażywania medycznej marihuany będąc stałym klientem jednego z licencjonowanych sklepów, sprzedających konopie w Los Angeles.

Poniżej youtube'owy hołd dla gwiazdy "Easy Ridera", ale także "Czasu Apokalipsy" czy "Blue Velvet", reżysera nigdy nie docenionego w USA "The Last Movie", który wygrał jednak Grand Prix na Festiwalu w Wenecji...





Dennis Hopper (1936-2010)

Najlepszy film o LSD?

Jakiś czas temu pisałem na blogu o "Riot on Sunset Strip" - kultowym filmie z gatunku hippiesploitation, który od czasu swojej premiery kinowej w 1967 nie został ponownie wydany na VHS czy DVD.

Dzieło to zostało wyprodukowane przez otoczona na Zachodzie nimbem undergroundowej legendy, wytwórnie American International Pictures lub po prostu American International.

Jednym z najwybitniejszych reżyserów, związanych z ta masowa stajnia filmów klasy B był sam Roger Corman. Jego podopiecznymi byli zaś min. Jack Nicholson, Peter Fonda i Dennis Hopper. Swoje ostrogi zbierał tam także Laszlo Kovacs.

To przede wszystkim Corman był odpowiedzialny za sukcesy finansowe firmy kręcąc swoje filmy na spartanskich budżetach, co pozwolilo niemal wszystkim z nich zarabic kasę w młodzieżowych drive-inach!

Około roku 1966 American International postanowiło spieniezyc kolejna działkę kultury, tym razem były to kluby motocyklowe. Wypuszczenie filmu "The Wild Angels" z Peterem Fonda okazało się wielkim sukcesem finansowym i pozwoliło na dokrecenie kilkunastu innych. Tak narodził się gatunek "biker movie", który został kolejnym dzieckiem Cormana i AIP po serii horrorów gotyckich.

Rok później do Cormana przychodzi Jack Nicholson proponując mu zrobienie filmu koncentrujacego się wyłącznie na jednym motywie - tripie na LSD. Ten akceptuje scenariusz Nicholsona skracajac go tylko ze wzgledu na budzet, po czym sam wrzuca kwasa, żeby bardziej wczuć się w klimat głównego bohatera. W roli głównej obsadzona zostaje gwiazda "The Wild Angels", Peter Fonda.

Film nazwano po prostu "The Trip" i zrealizowano bardzo szybko, oczywiście krecac większość scen w plenerze. Oryginalna wersja liczyła 85 min. i pomimo wprowadzenia, mającego odeprzeć zarzuty apologii kultury narkotykowej, film nie doczekał się klasyfikacji wieku w Stanach Zjednoczonych (co praktycznie podcięlo dystrybucję) oraz został z miejsca zbanowany w Wielkiej Brytanii, co trwało do 2002 roku. Reedycja na DVD z 2005 liczy 76 min. i jest pierwsza po niemal 40 latach okazja zmierzenia się z tym żelaznym klasykiem drugsploitation.

Glowny bohater filmu, Paul Groves, to młody reżyser filmów reklamowych, który stoi na granicy rozwodu ze swoją żona. Jego przyjaciel John oferuje mu jednak sprobowanie nowego środka psychedelicznego - LSD, który może mu pomoc uporać się z trudna sytuacja.

Namowiony przez przyjaciela, Paul bierze LSD w hippisowskiej komunie, prowadzonej przez ziomala Johna - Maxa (Dennis Hopper), który funkcjonuje także jako diler i guru. W psychedelicznym otoczeniu Paul przeżywa oświecenie dostrzegając po raz pierwszy promieniowanie pomarańczy, a także mierząc się z wewnętrznym strachem przed śmiercią, demonami i kryzysem przed rozwodowym.

Wstrząśnięty przez wirujacy w mózgu kwas, wywołujący silne halucynacje, Paul ucieka jednak w koncu z komuny będąc przekonany, że jego przyjaciel nie zyje i walesajac się samotnie po centrum Los Angeles, a także wchodząc do napotkanego domu, gdzie nawiązuje dialog z mała dziewczynka.

W końcu udaje mu się w strachu przed policja odnaleźć komune, gdzie odzywa się nagle wielkie pożądanie do jednej z kobiet Maxa. Nie potrafiący otrząsnąć się z bad tripu Paul ucieka jednak ponownie, by natknąć się na inna kobietę, z która miał wcześniej wzrokowy kontakt. Spotkanie w barze zamienia się w seksualną przygode, która ustawia mu lot. Paul budzi sie rano, by odkryć ze stał się zupełnie innym człowiekiem.

"The Trip" to niezwykle tour de force Cormana, które graniczy z estetyka filmów Kennetha Angera, będąc także jednym z najbardziej osobistych filmów papieża kina klasy B. Niezwykle realistyczne odegranie przez Fonde przeżycia tripowania bardzo czesto sklanialo mnie do odkrywczego śmiechu (szczególnie, ze sam byłem trochę porobiony), ze ktoś mógł zrobić taki film. Niezwykle są tu także efekty świetlne i wizualne, a pokazanie tego co sie dzieje z Paulem przez wprowadzenie elementów fantasy i groteski, nadaje obrazowi niezwykłego klimatu. Poza warstwa filmowa to takze niezwykła "kapsuła czasu", która daje nam istotny wgląd w Zlote Lata kwasu.

Jeśli lubicie Cormana, Hoppera i Fonde, to film dla was obowiązkowy. Polecany oczywiście wszystkim tym, którym bliskie są wysokie loty na kwasie.

[Nowa recenzje filmu znajdziecie na lamach MGV]